"I'm still standing." Yan Murong turned his back to Ares and said lightly. "You've lost."

"Huh." Ares laughed suddenly, looked down at the opening in his chest that was cut by the soft sword, and then looked at the little snake and Yang Duo on the side, and didn't say anything, let alone shout like a gray wolf, "I'll come back", but directly put away the dagger and turned to leave.

"Let him go." Yan Murong still turned his back to a few people and waved his hand at the little snake and Yang Duo.

Seeing that Ares had disappeared into the night, the little snake complained willingly. "Why did you let him go? Delay for another two minutes, and no matter how powerful he is, my poison will kill him. ”

"Two minutes?" Yan Murong slowly turned around, his face was pale, he pointed to his chest that was already red with blood, and grinned bitterly. "You're all going to die in two minutes."

"You're hurt?" The little snake and Yang Duo were shocked, and they ran over one left and one right, grabbed Yan Murong and dragged them to the car.

"Hey, what are you guys doing here? Let me go. Yan Murong smiled bitterly. It's just a little blood, I can't die, I'm a doctor myself, I know my own situation. ”

Hearing Yan Murong's words, the two women let go of Yan Murong's hand, and the little snake directly tore open Yan Murong's torn coat with violence, and when they saw the wound, they were relieved.

Just like Yan Murong said, although the wound is in the position of the heart, it is only because the skin and flesh are cut and the blood is a little more, and he himself has stopped the bleeding, and there is no danger to his life.

At this moment, a strong light lit up in the distance, and then, more than a dozen black off-road vehicles roared in, after the car stopped, Dong Wuxian ran down from the first car, and saw that the strange foreign old man had left, so he quickly ran towards Yan Murong, behind her, there were rows of bodyguards in black suits, under the protection of the bodyguards, the old man Dong in a white Tang suit slowly walked down from the car.

"Ah, Brother Yan, you're injured."

Seeing the terrifying wound on Yan Murong's chest, Dong Wuxian exclaimed in surprise, and his delicate little face turned pale with fright, and he shouted urgently at the bodyguard behind him. "Hurry up, someone will take Brother Yan to the hospital."

"It's okay, I've stopped the bleeding." Yan Murong stopped a few bodyguards who were going to take him to the hospital, patted Dong Wutear's shoulder, and said with a smile. "It's just a little bit of flesh and skin, and you can make up for it by eating two eggs."

"But—"

"Don't." Yan Murong interrupted Dong Wuxi's words. "I'm a doctor myself, and if I say it's okay, it's okay."

"No tears, don't worry, Murong is fine."

At this time, Old Man Dong also walked over under the protection of several bodyguards, looked at Yan Murong's wounds, and then looked at the little snake and Yang Duo standing beside Yan Murong, and said. "It's so late, don't go back, go to the house for one night, just let the maid make some local chicken soup to make up for it."

"Okay." Yan Murong did not refuse, smiled and nodded in agreement.

Yan Murong did not sit with Old Man Dong and Dong Wuxi, but got into Little Snake's car, and under the protection of the team, they drove towards the Dong family manor together.

"What poison did you just use?" Yan Murong took the hemostatic medicine from the little snake's hand and sprinkled it on the wound on his chest, until the bright red blood stains on the wound gradually turned into a crimson hard scab, and then asked. "Why doesn't that guy seem to be poisoned at all?"

"Snake venom." The little snake pouted and said. "Viper venom and mandala pollen are combined, who knew that old guy was so powerful, my poison was useless to him, this is the first time it failed, if it gets out, my reputation will be ruined."

"It's not without effect." Yan Murong said. "Or do you really think he's going to let us go? We him once, and it would be strange if he would let us go. ”

"It doesn't matter." The little snake said nonchalantly. "It doesn't matter if he is poisoned or not, what I'm worried about is that he will come back, but it shouldn't appear in a short time, you hurt him, plus he was poisoned again, it will definitely not work if he doesn't recuperate for a while."

"I hurt him?" Yan Murong smiled bitterly. "I didn't hurt him at all—or rather, my sword didn't touch him at all."

"What?" The little snake was stunned for a moment, and looked at Yan Murong in surprise. "I heard it, and I saw the scratches on his chest."

"That old guy is also a master of internal strength, and-"

Speaking of this, Yan Murong suddenly paused, looked down at the wound on his chest, and said in a deep voice. "And, he's merciful."

"Inside and out?" The little snake seemed to understand something and asked. "You mean that your sword didn't touch him, and his dagger didn't touch you?"

"That's just the way it is." Yan Murong sighed helplessly. "I only tore his clothes, but he hurt my flesh and skin, and if he hadn't been poisoned by you, you two wouldn't have had a chance to fight."

"Where did this old immortal come from?" The little snake looked hateful and gritted his teeth.

"You don't know him either?"

Hearing that the little snake didn't know the origin of Ares, Yan Murong was even more strange. "He's not one of your world's killers?"

"I've never heard of it." Little Snake said. "That guy's name is Ares, it's the name of the Norse god of war, it's definitely not his real name, and I haven't heard of any time when there was such a person as him in the killer world."

"How does it compare to the number one Grim Reaper?" Yan Murong asked.

"Compare to the Grim Reaper?" The little snake was silent, as if thinking about the difference in strength between the two people in his head, and after a while, he shook his head and said. "The Grim Reaper is no match."

"It's kind of interesting." Yan Murong said with a smile. "You say, could he be a ghost man?"

"Possibly." The little snake thought for a moment and said. "It's just that I don't understand, when did the ghost make such a big move, two A-level killers can kill you, obviously, that old guy's strength is obviously much higher than that of A-class killers."

"You mean to use a knife to kill chickens, right?"

"That's what it means."

“――”

Yan Murong was speechless for a while, thinking to herself, is her little life so worthless? - Even if it is death, it is better to die in the hands of a master than to be killed by a small person.

"I think it's better for you to go back to Yanjing, just hide honestly at home, and he can't do anything to you." Snake suggested.

"Back to Yanjing?" Yan Murong muttered to himself, and after a while, he looked at the little snake and laughed. "That's a good idea, it's a little more than two months before the New Year anyway - but you have to take revenge before you go back."